Gee and Haw with Jenny Lynn
Me and Jenny Lynn are off to a good start right out of the gate. Most important, the contract is in the mail. I called her to let her know.
“Good Bibey. I look forward to working with you.”
“Yes ma’am. I think we’ll gee and haw real good.”
“Beg your pardon?”
“Uh, gee and haw. You know, get along real good. Mules that work together good gee and haw.”
“Are you saying I’m a mule?”
“Uh, gee… I mean haw…I mean no ma’am, no you aren’t a mule,” I stammered. ‘Dadburn Bibey, How can a man be so dumb as to call the woman a mule?’
“I pray you aren’t either. Nothing worse than a writer so stubborn they won’t budge on anything.”
“Yes ma’am. I agree. Maybe I’m more like a ‘Wheel Hoss.’ “You know, round and round in mindless circles.” I pictured the poor beast at the gristmill. Hm. Not too far from this writer’s life, I think. Very close to the Doctor gig, too.
“That’s better. We have to stick close to Munroe for a bluegrass book, especially your first one.”
“Yes ma’am. Hey, maybe you’re more like Molly.”
“Hell Bibey, Molly beat Tenbrooks in the race, but she died.”
“No, Jenny, not like that. In my book Molly is the heroine. In fact she’s a plum thoroughbred filly heroine just like you, trust me.”
“That’s better. I can’t have you kill me off.”
“Shoot fire Jenny, I can’t do that. It’s in your contract.”
She laughed. “I like your interpretation of legal-ese. I gotta come to Harvey County this weekend. How am I gonna find you?”
“Hm. I gotta go the office. O.K. if I call you later and give you directions?”
“Can’t I just plug it in my GPS?”
“No ma’am. You can’t get there from here.”
“Good grief Bibey, you ‘re stubborn as ….”
“Might be, but I’m gee and hawing with a thoroughbred, Ms. Jenny. And with that kinda ride, I like my odds of seeing the finish line.”
“We might not win, Doc, but I think we’ll at least place or show, and I know horses.”
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